Miquella's insistence had everything to do with Zhao Si.
Zhao Si had conveyed this to Miquella-someone had to die.
People had to die in a war, or the fighting would never end.
Alternatively, once someone died, their corpse could be burned to ashes. With only ashes left, resurrection should be impossible too.
They would prepare for both possibilities. If they could persuade Radagon and Marika to withdraw Grace, that would save them a great deal of trouble.
If not, they would need plenty of fire.
That was also why Miquella had proposed replacing the Fire Monks in the first place.
He could use his own abilities to turn the Fire Monks to their side, adding a fire-wielding force to their ranks.
Not to fight, but to burn corpses.
But of all the Demigods, the one who knew the most about fire was probably Radahn.
Everyone in his Redmane Army had tools or skills for setting fires.
They had taken the "red" part to its absolute extreme.
The Fire Giant had practically reappeared in the Lands Between through Radahn, yet what Radahn wielded was Gravity.
Fate really did play tricks on people.
Perhaps going to the Giant's Forge to receive the Fell God would even count as returning to his roots.
"You actually agree on something like this?" Radagon was utterly astonished. "I've never seen you all so united."
What united his children most was actually killing one another.
For a father, that was truly heartbreaking.
"Do you realize that we both want to protect you?" Radagon demanded of all the Demigods.
He meant Marika and himself.
"My lord, none of us are children anymore." Radahn looked down at Radagon. "Since the Two Fingers brought this up in advance, unless we satisfy her, I doubt any of us will meet a